I'm Kel, a Canuck turned Yankee, avid reader, a bit of a gamer, and a mother to 3 fabulous boys. Eric, a fun loving 1st grader, Danny, our CMV miracle, and baby Andrew all share in the adventures chronicled here! Together, we make our way through life, dealing with deafness, pervasive developmental delays, plenty of skinned knees, dare-devil attitudes, a little sass, and a lot of laughter.

The March of Dimes is one of those organizations that most everyone knows about, to a small degree. They stand up for babies, make them healthy, and fight prematurity. Who hasn’t heard of them, right?

I learned, last year, that they do so much more than that. They research stillbirth and provide education to help prevent babies like Devin from dying. They fund programs that research treatments – like the one Danny received last year – for CMV, and educate women on how to prevent themselves and their babies from catching this devastating disease.

They champion the little guy in an almost literal sense.

Danny spent 2 long months in the NICU. He was “only” a month premature, but with all the other complications he had a long haul. One of the things that stands out in my memory of the time he spent in the hospital was coming in some mornings and seeing a little card tucked into the side of his bed, a card from the March of Dimes saying we were being thought of.

It was a little thing that brought a smile to an otherwise rather unhappy place.

The march was Saturday, and the weather was great. We raised $510, a total I am very proud of! There were hundreds of people there, maybe thousands, I couldn’t say. Families, coworkers, all ages and shapes and sizes come together for the same cause. It was an incredible thing to see, and to be a part of.

I strongly suggest it to everyone, whether or not you’ve been touched by prematurity or infant loss. These struggles and losses can be prevented, with the right support.

Comments

Nat on 27 April, 2009 at 12:11 pm #

So happy to hear it went well! I should look it up for next year… obviously this year I would not have been able to go.